Jiang Yan held the little ape that didn't open its eyes and sat among the flowers. He endured the vixen's seduction and listened to the story of his narrow escape.
"Sister Hu, according to what you said, my current body is somewhat similar to that of the demon clan?"
"Of course, after opening your life points, you will have spiritual power that far exceeds that of enlightened people in the same realm, and your physical strength will be comparable to that of demons. At least you won't have to be punched to death like before."
Jiang Yan himself tried using the Danqing method to absorb spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy all over his body was absorbed by every life point in his body at several times the usual speed.
"So fast"
"This is a great blessing given to you by all the great demons in Tiandu. If you are allowed to break and stand up again, you should be blessed with great fortune."
Hu Meiniang thought again of the Book of Saviors and Taishang Qinxinwen that suddenly appeared that day.
"Tell me, how are you going to thank sister?" Hu Meiniang pointed to her face and motioned for Jiang Qian to kiss her.
"I am a painter, why don't I make a painting for Sister Hu?"
Just do it, Jiang Yan took out the pen and paper. Seeing Jiang Yan hurriedly preparing to draw, Hu Meiniang said angrily.
“Just like that person, I don’t understand the style”
Hu Meiniang was half lying on the flower tree, her body showing the most perfect arc.
"Ordinary paintings can't catch my eye, sister."
"What do you think about this painting?"
Jiang Yan took out the painting of Zhu Yan, and Hu Meiniang was a little surprised after seeing it.
"If I hadn't known that you were painting this, I would have thought it was a real ferocious beast. How did you paint this?" Hu Meiniang asked.
"Wen Mansion has a spirit combining technique. The white apes in White Ape Mansion gave me all their power before they died. I used this power to integrate into the painting method, and relied on my own imagination to create the original image of the white ape.
With some changes, this is the picture of Zhu Yan."
Jiang Yan had a new idea as he spoke.
"Sister Hu, why don't I write a Classic of Mountains and Seas for you?"
"What is the Classic of Mountains and Seas?"
"The demons in Tiandu are kind to me. I use the method of combining spirits to paint pictures for you, and then create a new image and name it the Classic of Mountains and Seas."
"You kid, you want to borrow a spirit," Hu Meiniang said with a smile.
"The Great Demon of Tiandu expended a lot of strength when he opened a hundred acupuncture points for you, and we have higher cultivation levels than the White Ape. It is not impossible to borrow spirits, but your current strength is too far behind, and you simply can't bear it.
Our original spiritual power"
Although it was not possible now, after all, he had received Hu Meiniang's approval, and Jiang Yan was extremely happy.
"I also know that this matter cannot be rushed. If you want to write the Classic of Mountains and Seas well, you must first understand the habits of the demons in Tiandu. I heard from Mr. Lu that he stayed on the edge of the cliff for two years in order to paint the Luan bird.
Dare to write"
The Wenfu examination was over, and after the joint consultation of Wenfu Jiaoyu and Jiaozheng, the results were finally released in the Qing capital.
All the scribes crowded in front of the red list. As expected, Zhao Suixian was the well-deserved first. There is no dispute about this. Fusheng Chen Mo ranked second, painter Lu Jing third, and painter Lin Wanxi fourth.
Yunzhou's top four performed very steadily and occupied the top four, but things started to look a little strange starting from fifth place.
The fifth place is actually Song Yu, the sixth place is scholar Zhou Xiaoshi, and the seventh place is Fu Sheng Lu Ji.
Song Yu was just under the red list. Seeing that she was ranked fifth, she was a little stunned at first and then extremely happy.
There are also comments left by Wenfu Jiaozheng at the back of his "Hundred Flowers". The form is realistic, the colors are bright, and the sketching and coloring are unexpected. The intention is lofty, the layout is overwhelming, leaving no gaps, and the flowers are clustered and magnificent.
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"I have known for a long time that Brother Song is not a thing in the pond, he must have sacrificed his life in the Wen family."
"More than just sacrificing your life, you might not be able to be accepted as a disciple by Lu Jiaoyu."
The people on the side tried their best to praise him. Song Yu was inferior to them in the past, but he didn't expect to become famous in one battle.
If you can get the fifth place in the big exam, your future success is just around the corner.
But Song Yu was just polite to these people, and then started looking for a name on the red list.
The Wen Mansion only admitted fifty people, but I looked back and forth several times from the first place to the fiftieth place Song Yu, but still couldn't find it.
"Are you looking for him too?"
Lin Wanxi, Song Yu and Jiang Yan were all old acquaintances of Lin Ancheng. Although they had some misunderstandings in the past, they were still from the same hometown. The township party and society held a very special status among scribes.
"With his painting skills, he definitely shouldn't be on the list."
Song Yu knew the power of Jiang Chan best. If he hadn't had his guidance at Sanchuankou, he might not have been able to understand the true meaning of landscape, let alone paint.
Lu Jing, Lu Ji, the twin prides of the Lu family in Zan City, and except for a sudden rise like Song Yu, everyone else had expected this list.
Lu Ji listened strangely to the conversation between Lin Wanxi and Song Yu. Apart from the people next to him, there seemed to be no other noteworthy people in Yunzhou.
"Brother, who are they talking about?"
"Jiang Yan! The painter I met in Lin'an City from a remote village is not well-known, but his painting skills are still superior to those of Lin Wanxi and I." Lu Jing said, shaking his head with regret.
"Junior sister Lin, there is no need to look for Brother Song. I met Zhao Suixian when I came here.
He said that he and Jiang Gu had a relationship in Xiandu Mountain. They fell off a cliff while fighting a Baiyang Divine Envoy in the Xuanling Realm. It is unknown whether he is alive or dead now."
"Is that so?" Song Yu's eyes looked a little lonely.
"Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you probably won't be able to enter the Wen Mansion."
Zhao Suixian has been a little depressed these days, sitting alone in the pavilion drinking glass of wine. Chen Mo also sat opposite him and tasted wine.
"You want to ask me why I'm not happy after winning the title?"
"The leader is mine, is there anyone else who can compete with me? I regret the trip to Tiandu. I still can't figure out why they refused such generous terms."
"Being Mr. Chang Li's disciple is a great honor for all scribes in Yunzhou, but it is useless to me because I will never be the head of the Wen Palace."
"I only have the title of leader, but I actually get nothing."
Chen Mo listened to Zhao Suixian's nagging complaints without saying a word.
Jiang Yan also knew that the liberal arts exam was over and it was soon time to release the results. He was anxious to leave from the Yuxiu Mountain Fox Cave, but Hu Meiniang would not let him go.
"Look at my sister's posture."
The furry tail is half-covered, and a slender, shapely and slender leg pokes out from the tail. There is also a small white ape in his arms.
Seeing this ecstatic scene, Jiang Gu rubbed his nose. This kind of thing had happened more than once. The young man was still too energetic.
"Here, draw my sister's pose!"
Like all women who like to take selfies, Hu Meiniang's favorite thing is portraits. She poses in various provocative poses and asks Jiang Chan to draw them. She has drawn more than a dozen of them in the past few days.
"This is the last one. I really have to leave." Jiang Yan was a little anxious.
"You little heartless thing, my sister saved your life, and you don't even want to spend more time with her."
Hu Meiniang pretended to wipe her tears.
"Sister Mei Niang, the Wen Mansion is about to release the results. If I can't get into the Wen Mansion, my hard work will be in vain."
"Okay, I'll send you back after I finish this painting."
"Thank you, sister Mei Niang"
A peerless beauty appears on Jiang Yan's drawing paper, her tail covering her jade-like skin, her body stretched out and her expression lazy.